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[illtempered]

Siberia?

( He speaks aloud. He then holds the phone out to Alexander, because, read. )

[swillpot]

[Alexander leans in to look at his screen, then his eyes widen (13). There's only really one Colony witch that that makes sense for:]

Shit, I think they're going after Kirsanov.

[illtempered]

And for those of us that have a boyfriend ( Are they using that word? Too bad ) to translate witch gossip?

[swillpot]

Kirsanov is a member of the Colony's Inner Circle. He's smart for a first target - he fell out with the rest of the Inner Circle decades ago but they can't exactly kick him out. He's holed up in a tower in Siberia and as long as they leave him alone, he won't use his collection of supernatural horrors to retaliate.

[He scrolls up to the mention of Lydia being used as bait.]

That's why Lydia is bait. They're likely hoping that his last banshee has been lost for whatever reason and he's in the market for a new one.

[illtempered]

( He grabs his phone back. )

So, your tentative allies who are using you as BAIT want to offer you up to this ousted witch's Cabinet of Curiosities.

[beanchaointe]

Not just me. Parrish too.

[Because that's an important part of the package.]

But yeah. That's basically what they're asking. I haven't agreed yet.

[illtempered]

Really. They're asking.

[beanchaointe]

As of right now, yes. I told them I wanted a more detailed plan for how this is going to go. They said they'd deliver that tomorrow.

[illtempered]

We're in.

( "I'm telling her yes." )

[beanchaointe]

Thank you. I'll keep you posted if there are any updates.

["Okay. I'll start packing the car." Because Alexander is coming too, obviously. He's not going to let his boyfriend run off to Siberia on his own."]

[illtempered]

I'm right behind you.

We can be there by nightfall.

[beanchaointe]

[Oh. If he's going to be here that fast ...]

I should let you know that I have a guest that's not unrelated to the current situation but he's friend not foe.

[Lydia, you can say that you're dating.]

[illtempered]

...So, a friend.

[beanchaointe]

Yep.

[That's not suspicious at all.]

[illtempered]

I think Lydia has a guy over.

( He pauses the packing for a second. )

Is your spare room ours or your friend's. Should we get our own room?

[beanchaointe]

["Good for her." Alexander pokes his head back out. "That is good for her, right? She doesn't have extremely questionable taste in men?"

She dated his boyfriend but they were sixteen and Alexander likes to think he has excellent taste.

Lydia sighs before she answers:]

You can have the spare room.

[illtempered]

She's -- her version of discerning.

( Quite questionable. He was awful to her. She apparently dated his ex's brother, a violent Alpha. Had some kind of flirtation with the older deputy (he heard about that secondhand) and ... Stilinski. )

We'll be as quiet as church mice.

[beanchaointe]

[Alexander does not know what that means, so he shrugs. "Good for her."]

Thanks.

[And with that she will emerge from her bedroom, feeling slightly better about the situation, but not by much. She makes her way over to Harvey to join him on the couch.]

So I have some friends that will probably arrive sometime tonight and will be sleeping in the spare room. I hope that won't be an issue?

[rehire]

( He sets the trashy magazine aside. )

I'm in your world. And this is your place. We play by your rules. Also, they're your friends. It's your prerogative who you invite. Am I staying over?

( That was the plan before. )

[beanchaointe]

You are welcome to stay.

[She's not kicking him out. She's just giving him an out if he wants to postpone meeting her best friend a little bit longer.]

Also, I realized in our conversations about this thus far, it's been a lot about what I can do for them. Maybe we should be putting on the table what they can do for me.

[Which is in Harvey's wheelhouse, really.]

[rehire]

Now you're thinking like a lawyer.

( Very Legally Blonde moment. )

Do you want something from them?

[beanchaointe]

That's what I need to figure out. Or me and Parrish need to talk about.

[It doesn't necessarily have to be about her. And there's a lot that they don't know about hellhounds in general.]

I think it depends on how much I can ask for.

[rehire]

They need your help. It's not about how much, but what they need. And what you need in return. You and Parrish.

( The Hellhound. )

If you want my advice, I don't think they'll take a 'no' lightly.

( He doesn't think they'll let her say no, either. He knows how they work. Directly. )

[beanchaointe]

I don't think they will either. They have some kind of collateral somewhere, it's just a matter of what.

[She checked with Jackson and Allison and nothing seemed off with them. But they aren't the only options.]

[rehire]

They know something?

( A beat. )

Or someone?